Chapter 311: Falling Apart
Marquis Yongning hurriedly brought the crazy Lu Mingchao back to his palace.
It's really like when it rains it pours.
Yongning Hou pursed his lips slightly, his jawline straightened into a straight line, he cleared his throat which was slightly hoarse due to anger, and cast his eyes on the frowning female doctor Feng. "Female doctor Feng, is there still hope that my daughter's illness can be cured?"
Doctor Feng looked worried and said in a deep voice, "It's difficult to cure."
"It seems that Ling Qianjin has been greatly frightened and has become insane and in a trance."
"My Lord, you can ask the imperial physician Yang in the palace to diagnose and treat Ling Qianjin. Imperial physician Yang is best at treating the disease of loss of soul."
"Thank you, Dr. Feng." Marquis Yongning uttered a few words softly.
"Dai Liang, give female doctor Feng some medical preparation money and send her out of the house."
Marquis Yongning lowered his eyelids and stared at Lu Minghui, who had fallen into a coma after being forced to drink the tranquilizing soup. His eyes showed half helplessness and half disgust.
Ever since Lu Minghui returned to her ancestral home, there has never been a moment of peace in the Yongning Marquisate.
It's okay to be crazy.
But how should he explain this rumor to the emperor?
Floods caused disasters and epidemics broke out.
In the eyes of the people, natural disasters are a punishment from heaven for the king's immorality.
The current emperor is not in a legitimate position, so he is most wary of these mysterious things.
It's difficult.
Marquis Yongning realized that the knife hanging above his mansion was about to fall.
The wife of the Marquis of Yongning begged with tears in her eyes, "My Lord, can you please take your card and ask Dr. Yang to come to the mansion to treat Minghui?"
"I beg you."
"Minghui is ultimately a piece of flesh that fell off my body."
Marquis Yongning said coldly, "You and your daughter are both a scourge to the Marquis's mansion."
"Just wait, it won't be long before His Majesty secretly summons Minghui to the palace."
"Minghui is insane and crazy. She might confess. Madam, just wish you the best."
The wife of Marquis Yongning was stunned.
Maybe it would be better if Minghui died.
There was a hint of cruelty in the eyes of the wife of Yongning Marquis.
Rather than letting her lose control of a lunatic with a disfigured face and unable to conceive, it would be better for him to die cleanly and take the blame for the murder on behalf of her mother, thus making her tolerance and favoritism over the past few months worthwhile.
After all, for someone like Minghui, living is painful.
Minghui is filial and will understand her choice.
Just as the Marquis said, the Yongning Marquisate cannot fall.
Her family admitted to killing innocent people to gain credit, Minghui admitted to killing people to silence them, and she and the Yongning Marquisate were able to get away with it.
As long as the Marquis' Mansion is there, my mother's family will eventually make a comeback.
"She can't die yet." Marquis Yongning said decisively.
"The man in the palace is not easy to fool."
The next day.
Someone is coming to the palace.
Lu Minghui was abducted into the palace.
You have to tie him up. A mentally ill person cannot understand or make sense.
In the main hall, besides Lu Minghui, there were also Master Xuanxi from Chengchan Temple and the director of Qintianjian.
The talk of the town was that Wanxing and Beiba were about to be swept by floods and diseases. No matter what the emperor thought, he had to be extremely serious.
Lu Minghui tilted her head, smiled foolishly, and numbly but tirelessly repeated, "In mid-May, Wanxing and Beiba counties under Yicheng were hit by heavy rains for half a month, causing floods and disasters. Epidemics broke out, and nine out of ten houses were empty."
The emperor's face was as gloomy as water, his hands that were resting on the armrest curled up inadvertently, his eyes were as sharp as arrows, staring at Lu Minghui gloomily.
Lu Minghui's name is like thunder in our ears.
Among so many famous ladies in the capital, no one's reputation is as outrageous as Lu Minghui's!
He committed many evil deeds and went to a Zen temple to meditate, but he ran down the mountain like a madman and spoke nonsense.
Will Marquis Yongning teach his daughter?
"General Yan, when you observed the sky at night, did you see that Wanxing and Beiba counties would be hit by torrential rains and floods?"
The gray-haired Qin Tian Supervisor lowered his head and looked submissive, with a sour throat.
The Qintian Supervisor is not omnipotent.
He couldn't observe sudden weather changes in advance even if he wanted to.
"Your Majesty, there are no abnormal signs in the sky."
"Perhaps the celestial phenomena are too subtle and obscure, and my magic is still in its infancy, so I am unable to discern the secrets of the heavens."
Yan Jianzheng dared not say anything too absolute.
"If your majesty allows, I would like to go to Yicheng to observe the astronomical phenomena and water conservancy again."
If you cannot observe the celestial phenomena, you can observe the local vegetation, mountains, rivers, wind direction, and the gathering and dispersion of clouds.
The emperor did not comment, but looked at Master Xuanxi of Chengchan Temple and asked, "Master Xuanxi, what do you think?"
Master Xuanxi chanted "Amitabha."
"I think the world is so big that there are all kinds of things."
"It's no surprise that Donor Lu had a strange encounter."
The emperor's eyes sparkled. "Master, what you mean is that the Yongning Marquis' daughter's prophecy is true."
Master Xuanxi still had a kind face and said in a gentle voice, "Amitabha."
"It cannot be said. It cannot be said."
"When the truth is false, the false is true; when the false is true, the true is false."
"If it hasn't happened yet, everything is possible."
The emperor's eyes darkened.
He heard clearly that Master Xuan Xi had already given the answer.
That is, there is a high probability that floods will cause disasters and epidemics will break out.
After a moment's silence, he said, "In that case, I would like to trouble Master Xuanxi and Yan Jianzheng to go to Wanxing and Beiba counties in Yicheng in person."
"I obey your order."
"I accept your order."
The emperor nodded and said, "It is not far from the middle of May. You two should set off immediately. If you have any news, send it to the palace within 800 miles."
After a brief pause, he glanced at Lu Minghui with a frown, "According to Master's opinion, what is the most appropriate way to deal with this girl?"
The emperor was indeed somewhat hesitant.
If the natural disaster is true, then it means that Lu Minghui did leak the secret and made great contributions to the people of Daqian. It is not an exaggeration to call her a goddess.
"Your Majesty, all results come from causes, and all retributions come from karma."
"Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. Good and bad fortune will follow one another. You will bear the consequences yourself. No one can take your place."
“Everything happens for a reason.”
"Your Majesty, there is no need to bother yourself."
The emperor's mouth twitched slightly, as if he had said everything, but also as if he had said nothing.
When will the great Buddhist monks be able to speak simply and directly? The mountains and clouds are shrouded in mist, like looking at the moon from a hundred-foot-high tower, thinking that one can reach out and pluck the stars, but in fact, they are out of reach.
It seems like he understood, but also seems like he knows nothing.
"Master, will evil deeds bring evil consequences?" the emperor suddenly spoke.
He thought of those who had died because of his usurpation of the throne.
"Your Majesty, your destiny is your own."
"Amitabha."
Looking at Master Xuanxi's departing back, the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly.
Is your destiny in your own hands?
Good deeds will be rewarded with evil deeds?
He just wants his fate to be decided by himself, what's wrong with that?
Isn’t it often said that man can conquer nature?
As for the Buddhism’s bluffing stuff, it exists if you believe in it and doesn’t exist if you don’t.
After a long while, the emperor raised his hand and said coldly, "Take her away. No matter what method you use, get other information out of her mouth."
"Keep her alive."
If he could really predict, he would surely become a wise ruler throughout the ages.
If it's just crazy talk...
There was a ruthless look in the emperor's eyes.
Suddenly, a man in thin armor and holding a sword at his waist appeared silently in the hall and took Lu Minghui away.
Empress Dowager Xie's trump card